Thursday, Dec. 05, 2002
Good projects, bad odds.

OK. So I as all proud and I did a hey look I'm proud of my new living room posting, and then it was eaten by the browser...anyway, so here is the pic of the cool light fixture i made.

After all that:

Got a call from my mom. She called with my ticket information, which, was wrong.... she was all pissy that I'm not going to spend time at home with her and my sister over christmas.- for eons, as I had in the past. And I left a message for her to make sure my flight was booked to leave me christmas day, to get back to Boston. And she had a snippet. you know that "Thanks Alot (for being a bad daughter who doesn't love her family)" conversations. Very short. And I'm like, I need to work, and she's like how much will you make that day? I'll pay you. And I say "Its the busy season - 200 to 350" and she gets silent. And I'm not lying to manipulate her. (though i will have to answer to the question of *why I'm too broke to buy my own ticket* *answer= it's not this busy all the time.... which is why this day is important... ) Anyway, she does that thanks alot thing and hangs up. calls back with new ticket info... I was going to be really glad to see her, but I'm not certain what this incedent will make me feel about it? It doesn't put me at ease. And especially after the insanity and anger last go-around, I'm not certain that I really feel like building this. And in standard form... what i really want to do is not show up. Not interact, or not connect. It is not a battle wrth fighting, becasue it's about feelings, and judgements, and little sister, in her bid to be able to keep coming home - while remaining as judgemental as possible will take mom's side, and everyone knows two against one is bad odds.

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A Chicken Little Day. - 1:36 a.m. , Friday, Jan. 23, 2004

An alliance against the Evil Aunt. - 1:26 a.m. , Wednesday, Dec. 24, 2003

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